PROLOGUE
FATE

IRIS Kingsley wasn't a hero.

Truthfully, she was never going to be a hero. That just wasn't in the cards for her, and she didn't want it anyways. She wasn't born on a different planet. She didn't grow up with an impending destiny. She never even fell into a pool of radioactive waste. (A pity.)

Iris Kingsley was a closed-off, stubborn human being. You know, that girl who always sat in the back of the classroom, spoke to nobody, and hardly lifted her pen from a notebook as the teacher droned on and on about a subject no one cared about. And she was content with that kind of status. She couldn't — and wouldn't — be deterred from the path she set out for herself.

Although, sometimes heroes are made of us. Sometimes, we can't choose our own destiny. For someone like Iris, an avid planner and professional Know-It-All, she would've ran away the second she knew what the future held for her. Perhaps, she would've never moved to Michigan in the first place, or taken the job as second lead detective at Detroit PD. If she just would've know ... the possibilities are endless. Maybe we never would have ended up here.

But fate's a bitch, right? No matter how many times Iris did her best to run away from a problem, she would've ended here. Destiny isn't handed to many, but fate is bestowed upon everyone. Iris Kingsley was always meant to grow up normal, with a normal human family, and a normal human life. Maybe not so many normal friends – who needs shit people when you have yourself to take care of? – but it was all relatively human. That is, until, fate began to tug on her strings.

THIS ISN'T AN ORIGIN STORY.
IT'S AN AWAKENING.